The falconry bell curve

Big – a first-year gyrfalcon – and little – a downy/pin-y merlin.  Sharp-eyed viewers – the merlin got blown out of his nest and his right eye got a minor infection in the process – it’s recovering well. Non-falconers – note the difference in the proportions and structure of the feet. The merlin has bird-catcher’s feet; the gyr is much more a generalist, shading towards furred quarry.


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Fungus among us

Steve posted recently about overharvest of a Tibetan medicinal fungus – when I clicked through and read the LA Times article, the scientific name of the fungus rang a bell. “Cordyceps,” says I. “Isn’t that the genus of the mind control fungus?” Off to Wikipedia to verify that, yes, indeed, Cordyceps unilateralis changes the behavior of it’s ant host.

Cordyceps unilateralis is a species of entomopathogenic fungus that infects and alters the behavior of ants in order to ensure the widespread distribution of its spores. The spores enter the body of the insect through its spiracles, where they begin to consume the non-vital soft tissues. When the fungus is ready to spore, its mycelia enter the ant’s brain and change how it perceives pheromones, causing the insect to climb to the top of a plant and use its mandibles to secure itself to the stem. The fungus then kills the ant, and the fruiting bodies of C. unilateralis grow from its head and explode, releasing the spores. This process takes 4 to 10 days.*

No similar activity was mentioned for Cordyceps sinensis (the Tibetan vegetable caterpillar), but that won’t stop me from speculating. I have 2 hypotheses:

  • The Tibetans will wreak a terrible revenge on the Han people during the Beijing Olympics.  As the Chinese synchronized divers are ready to capture a gold medal, the combination of vegetable caterpillar supplements, humidity in the diving venue and height of the platform will combine to cause the C. sinensis to fruit. Having jumped species successfully, Beijing will be overrun with fungus zombies.
  • Same basic scenario, but it’s the Mi-Go using a fungal vector to take over the planet. I’m agnostic as to whether our brains will be canned and shipped to Pluto – maybe we’ll all just merge into a huge mycelium-mind.

 

 

 

Jott

A little more about Jott, to follow up on the brief post below… Jott is, at core, a speech-to-text application. It’s the input and output options that make it – IMHO – very cool. The primary input feeder is a phone – dial Jott, tell it where you want the message to go and start talking. When you’re done, pause – Jott will say “Got it” and queue up the message to be processed into text and sent. Output options include:

  • Send an email message to yourself. This was what got me interested in Jott in the first place. I find myself having ideas or thinking of some little thing I really ought to do only to have the thought go on sabbatical (if it’s something I need to do, it usually returns as I’m trying to go to sleep – if it’s a good idea, it may never come back). Now I can make a quick phone call and jott myself a note.
  • Send an email and a text message to someone else. I used this today – sent a message to someone: “Call me once you’ve started your day.”
  • Send an update to Twitter. Very handy for those of us without qwerty keypads on our phones – at least that subset who are pathetic at numpad texting (I’m a member).
  • Add an item to a list. Jott accounts are provisioned with a To Do List already included  – I’ve added a list for blog post topics. Grocery lists, people to murther, the possibilities are endless.
  • Post to your blog. Moblog mastery!

For the coolest, most mind bending, creatively playful use of Jott ever, click here. It’s a two species blog post – bravo RKO’C!

Bugs 'n clams

Great outing last night – off with my friend E to do battle with Homarus americanus (often referred to as bugs in these parts) and steamers (softshelled clams). Dee-lish! While waiting for E, I spotted a pirate and 2 wenches exiting the NH Liquor Store – some folks shilling for a rum brand – funny and odd. After dinner E went swimmin’ – too cold for your humble correspondent.


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Empty collar

Goodbye, Boone. Whenever his name is mentioned, we’ll always remember, “That Boone, he was a good ol’ dog.”

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He was a good companion in the grouse woods and around town; a wonderful, happy, stubborn, birdy, goofy shorthair. He leaves an empty spot by the wood stove and in my heart.

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